Ack.

That's for all you Bill The Cat fans out there.

It also sums up my day/week/month so far.

Not only am I trying to do the work of three people, but I've been told to train the new person too.

Riiiiight.

People in my department give me a worried look whenever I leave the building for lunch. Like they are afraid I won't come back.

Not that that idea doesn't have merit, but ...

I really do try to leave a place a little better than when I arrived. Silly me.

Argh.

Monday the 13th

I normally am not overly superstitious. I like black cats. Broken mirrors do not freak me out. I do not cry over spilt salt (or was that milk?). And I do not particularly understand an aversion to Friday the 13th. It's Friday. I've rarely had a Friday so bad the weekend could not make it better.

However, Monday the 13th is something else entirely. It's Monday. It is normally my luck to have bad things happen on Mondays. And whatever happens, you still have the entire week to wade through. Ugh.

I usually try to ignore it. Kinda the "if I can't see you, you can't see me" mentality. Mature, I know. Sometimes it works though. Last week I jinxed myself. Worse, I put it in writing. On a blog, I wrote, "In exactly 2 hours and 45 minutes, I can officially claim to have survived this week." While technically, this was true, I forgot Monday the 13th was around the corner and therefore have been given another hell week to get through.

You see, I am part of what is normally a 3 person team that is down to 2 people. The other person was on vacation last week, leaving me to be the one left. One hour and forty-five minutes after I wrote those fateful words, I got a call from my co-worker and friend saying she was in the hospital. Turns out she will be in the hospital a whole week, then out from work another 6 weeks or so. Right now it sounds like she will be fine, for which I am extremely thankful. On the selfish side, it looks like I will have to scrap a long weekend that I was soooo looking forward to, deal with the transition of the new addition to my group, and handle the work of three people.

I'm just going to warn people now. There will be a serious dent in the world's chocolate supply after this week.

***Update: Well, hockey pucks. I have no idea if I'm still on for Dayton or not. Right after I was informed that my co-worker will definitely be out the next 6-9 weeks, I received the formal approval of my vacation request for those days. Which will be while she is gone. I have no idea what my department would do without an assistant for two whole days. Guess we will have to wait and see.

I've Been Googled

My sister has taken on this enormous task of doing our family tree. She takes her laptop and scanner with her when she visits relatives and scans family photos. Getting all the names has always been the tricky part, but she is doing one heck of a job. She even started collecting the little funny family stories too.

Anyway, she was telling me that she was Googling our family name, looking for wayward relatives and she told me that she found me on the CB Bar and Grill. I just burst out laughing. I probably should put something out there that would send people here because the Bar & Grill will just confuse the hell out of people if they are looking for relatives.

So anyway, that's my big news of the day. I've been Googled.

Well, it's too hot to do much else.

Maintaining

It's Wednesday. Happy Hump Day. I really have no idea what Hump Day is supposed to mean. I guess it means we are over the hump and the worst is over, it's all down hill from here. Somehow I just can't get the image out of my head that somewhere there are a bunch of dogs getting their jollies off every Wednesday afternoon.

The week is going much better than expected so far. I am under no illusions that it will remain so though. There has only been one hiccup so far, and it is part of the endless problem of the officers I work for having no idea what it is I need to do to make stuff happen for them. Yes, I can beg, plead, and offer my first born in order to get things done to the powers that be 400 miles away, but as of this date I have not been issued a magic spell that will allow me to pull legal documents out of my butt without the proper information to complete it, let alone have it ready by next morning. Sad, but true. My tiara may be slightly tarnished after this week, and a little less glittery, but them's the breaks.

In the candle shop news, I had a kickin' sales day. I still love the Halloween decorations we have and will probably have to buy another tote to store the new stuff in. There is a haunted house I am dying to get that you put tea lights in. Too cute!

I know we are barely a week into August, but I'm started to plan my Halloween movie night. Since I don't really like horror films, I'm thinking Ghostbusters. Blair Witch kinda freaked me out until I hit the mute button. It suddenly became a comedy with the subtitles on.

So, what kind of Halloweenish movies do you like to watch? It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown is a given.

Primal Scream

I thought I'd warm up for next week. It'll be a doozie.

*Ahem.*


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